| Everyday he wakes up
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| As his bare feet hit the floor
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| Grabs a cup of coffee
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| Straps his Magnum on once more
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| Feeds the cat he lives with
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| Since his wife walked out the door
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| In nine years he’ll retire with a pension
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| Everyday he suffers
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| Because he sees all kinds of pain
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| Sometimes feels helpless
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| In a world that’s gone insane
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| Then he wins a battle
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| It restores his faith again
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| It’s only human kindness he is after
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| He is a Policeman, you know
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| All the years and nothing to show
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| He is a Policeman, you know
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| Every night he comes home
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| With a six-pack all alone
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| Feeds the cat he lives with
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| He picks up the telephone
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| Needs to talk with someone
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| But the only love he’s known
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| Was lost forever, he is a Policeman
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| He is a Policeman, you know
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| He is a Policeman, you know
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| He is a Policeman, you know
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| He is a Policeman, you know |